What would you do for me my sweet cherubic Baby ideally way up high and lovely But I had a thought that I'm not waiting for you anymore I'm astral crystalline pure though you could disappear tomorrow Who would care it's not like the retribution would end there you could disappear Tell us a story tell us all about your heavenly life in detail And don't leave out a word I'm listening All grow up Stepford son Don't ever change and don't go away too quiet Ever to be heard but you could disappear tomorrow Who would care it's not like retribution would end there You could disappear tomorrow But just let me make it clear So keep your eyes down low and keep very still hands up